Motion Against Our Moorings

<p>In the title poem of <em>Motion Against Our Moorings</em> Joseph Powell writes Love is the rope stretching into the invisible.//How deeply we believe in the thinnest tethers./What's spirit but motion against our moorings. These poems consider love's intricacies intimacies its loss and return. They echo Frost's notion Earth's the place for love and capture its ethereal mysteries with compassion humor and respect. A line from Prayer shows the collection's impact; the poems relight that candle in the dark window of yourself.</p><p>-Kevin Miller author of <em>Spring Meditation</em></p><p>Joseph Powell begins in childhood; he closes blessing those gone from us. In between his precise diction rhyme half-rhyme and an ear for sound guide us through love pain and the humdrum daily. Powell explores the heart's readiness despite its being snagged and torn. After a lover's fight the offer of basil seed is forgiveness. Words [. . .] miraculously made visible lead us through aging guys at the bar rodeo music hunting-his poems to his mother losing her memory touching deeply.</p><p>-Alice Derry author of <em>Asking</em></p>